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<blockquote data-quote="donner" data-source="post: 3281763" data-attributes="member: 277"><p>during the process of adopting our son we found that my wife and I were together almost 24 hours a day. We were at the hospital every day, sitting in a small room, looking at each other and watching a 7 week old detox from opioids, wondering if the bio parents were going to finally the sign the adoption papers like they said they were going to. It was on the off the on. </p><p></p><p>one day one of the nurses noted that our frustrations with the situation never seemed to be directed at the other person. We were more stressed than we had ever been (plus probably a good bit more). I realized (again) how lucky I was to have her then. </p><p></p><p>we did finally have to start spending time apart (we were going on three straight weeks of hotels, rental cars, yankee land in Boston and a puppy at home that chewed through an extension cord) but that was before things got worse (for a month before we finally got him for good, I mean)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="donner, post: 3281763, member: 277"] during the process of adopting our son we found that my wife and I were together almost 24 hours a day. We were at the hospital every day, sitting in a small room, looking at each other and watching a 7 week old detox from opioids, wondering if the bio parents were going to finally the sign the adoption papers like they said they were going to. It was on the off the on. one day one of the nurses noted that our frustrations with the situation never seemed to be directed at the other person. We were more stressed than we had ever been (plus probably a good bit more). I realized (again) how lucky I was to have her then. we did finally have to start spending time apart (we were going on three straight weeks of hotels, rental cars, yankee land in Boston and a puppy at home that chewed through an extension cord) but that was before things got worse (for a month before we finally got him for good, I mean) [/QUOTE]
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